Human Brain Farm-Chapter 462 - 447: Half-Seat Creator God

After all, we cannot let the true form of Lady Houtu be exposed.

If she is exposed, then she might seize the opportunity to mercilessly kill me, after all, I brought Zhang Bairen to steal the Saint’s underwear, as the leader, she cannot tolerate this.

"You’re right, we should act now."

Zhang Bairen quickly turned his gaze ahead, "There are four of us against their five... it seems we are at a disadvantage, but actually, their Primordial Chaos Cosmos has already been greatly weakened, while we still have the Three Realms to provide strength, we should be able to fight."

After speaking, everyone exchanged a glance and acted immediately.

The great battle erupted.

The entire vast galaxy instantly became the battlefield of Saints.

Several Saints on this side joined the fray, while two Saint Leaders in the distance also began a true confrontation.

"Who are you really??"

At this time, after countless rounds of exchanges, Hongjun showed a completely serious expression, "How are you so familiar with my moves? There’s also a familiar scent about you."

"No comment." Miss Zhang sneered.

She was familiar with the opponent’s moves because that opponent was her own mentor.

Although it was inside a dream, many of the habits and powers in the dream had not changed significantly.

The familiar scent was because she had taken over her mentor’s body.

"This is a massive opportunity."

Bits of cold intent flashed in Miss Zhang’s heart, igniting an intense chill and spreading killing intent as she looked at the Bo’er Saints who were buying her time in the distance, "Now is a good opportunity, kill him, I can kill him now!"

The power of a Saint is reliant on the cosmos.

When the cosmos is plundered, the Saint naturally becomes weak. The current Primordial Chaos Cosmos is in its greatest vacuum phase.

But I still remain as strong, currently holding somewhat of an advantage in strength.

Moreover, I know my mentor’s weaknesses and moves while he knows nothing about me....

"As long as I kill him, I will be the next leader of the Dark Side Cosmos." Her heart pounded wildly, "While he is unconscious in his dream, just stab him to death!"

"If I eliminate them all and devour them, I will be the strongest and only existence in the cosmos. What I need to do next is just one thing: find and kill the Creator God!"

As long as I can kill this man named Hongjun, in front of my eyes, I will be the sole victor in this cosmic game of war that has persisted for nearly ten billion years!

Killing the weak, hidden Creator God would not be difficult.

"Once I trample down this Hongjun, I will be the next sole Creator God!" Her gaze flickered with a feverish glimmer.

Boom!

She struck fiercely.

Hongjun’s combat power was formidable, but he couldn’t withstand the significant decline in the Primordial Chaos Cosmos’s power, having much of the Celestial Dao’s power stolen. He began to retreat step by step.

Hongjun was no longer her match!

As the fighting continued, the material of the entire Star River evaporated completely.

"Who the hell are you? You know every move I make!" Hongjun exclaimed in horror. He was utterly cornered, devoid of counterattack capability, completely erased of dao charm, already merely a matter of time to be utterly defeated.

"Die with resentment."

Miss Zhang stepped forward one step at a time.

Yet in the distance, all the Saints of the Primordial Chaos witnessed this scene with pounding hearts.

Even Teacher Hongjun is going to be defeated; doesn’t that mean our cosmos is going to be destroyed and annexed by the Bo’er Cosmos?

Will all of us meet our demise as well? 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

They showed traces of doubt and fear, even slowing down in their battle with the opponent’s strategists.

On the other hand, Zhang Bairen and others were overjoyed, "Hahaha, indeed! The rise and fall of a cosmos happen in an instant, the outcome of a war depends on internal turmoil and betrayal."

"We are going to win."

Even Li Shimin wore an expression of elation and disbelief, "We are going to defeat the Primordial Chaos Cosmos. Those Primordial Chaos Saints who enslaved us, I’ll be the new Saint."

He never imagined that his original plan to fight against the Celestial Court and win against the Jade Emperor, actually got cemented by banding together with Zhang Bairen and Zhenyuanzi, two bandits who roamed around looting people?

He still finds it somewhat unbelievable.

Everything seems to be progressing in an extremely favorable layout.

But Zhu Zhengwei thought otherwise, looking into the distance, he merely sighed, "The new replaces the old; it’s a good thing for them, but not for me."

"Even though the leader is replaced, the Dark Side Cosmos I must defeat might become even more powerful."

Overall, it’s uncertain whether it’s good or bad.

At this moment, the entire galaxy was torn apart, space became chaos, time began to be distorted, contracted, and collapsed.

The battle between the two Saint Leaders seemed to be nearing its conclusion, with Hongjun retreating in defeat, his essence shattered, soul splintered, aura dissipating.

Even Hongjun himself managed a bitter smile, looking bewilderedly at the sky, "Am I truly going to die?"

But the next second, in his blurred vision, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared. This man looked sharply with immense disdain, saying by Hongjun’s ear, "You, in the dream, are truly useless..."

"Who are you?!" Hongjun glared furiously.

"Who am I?"

The shadowy figure chuckled coldly, "I am you."

"I am you?" Hongjun was filled with disbelief.

He never knew he had a second personality, was he split personality? Yet he couldn’t explain the phenomenon before him.

"Ridiculous."

The shade in his mind suddenly murmured, furrowing its brow, saying, "Who is the one occupying my body, driving me to this end? That’s quite a skill. Even if I take over control of this Hongjun now, given the situation and the battle array, I cannot defeat the opponent."

Silently, he observed from within Hongjun’s body the one controlling him from outside, "The one who took over my body is quite bold, aren’t you... the Creator God hiding in the shadows? You have some skill, I did underestimate you."

He looked at the Bo’er Cosmic Saint Leader controlling his body from outside.

Someone already sullied Zhu Zhengwei’s name.

"Well then, I’ll have to use that." Hongjun rubbed his chin, suddenly breaking into a laugh, "Very well, let me show you my true power."

The next moment.

Just as Miss Zhang moved to continue attacking Hongjun, an unprecedented power erupted from his body, blasting everything around.

Endless murkiness, endless radiance, endless chaos.

A primal, immense force surged out from Hongjun’s body, "I declare, Primordial Chaos rebirth, all things return."

Every word becomes law.

Reenacting the torn and emptied Primordial Chaos Cosmos, as if it were a recreated Genesis, the entire Primordial Chaos Cosmos began reconstructing, as if an ancient Creator God was reshaping it whole.

"This??"

At that moment, everyone looked up, witnessing this earth-shattering magnificent scene.

The Saints of the Bo’er Cosmos, Saints of the Primordial Chaos Cosmos, all instinctively sensed an aura, a kind of primal call deep in their hearts, "From Hongjun arises... the power of the Creator God Pangu."

"That’s Pangu’s power."

"The Creator God’s power!"

All the Saints sensed a power surpassing even them.

Miss Zhang also retreated several steps in fright. That rebellious disciple, looking overhead, thought in horror, "A second Creator God? Could Master really?"

"I see, the Creator God’s power back then, although seemingly cast into the distant cosmos by the dying Bo’er civilization, was actually intercepted by my Master in an emergency, secretly capturing half of it, he had long been a hidden second half Creator God!"

The Creator God’s seat was split from the start, yet Master kept it hidden from them.

"No wonder when we encountered that weak, cowardly Creator God on arrival, who didn’t even dare to build his own Yang Side Cosmos, we thought he was a useless fool, too scared to even fight... it turns out that Creator God... had only half a seat from the start! He couldn’t win!

"So how did he survive?" Miss Zhang thought in horror, realizing the mysterious Creator God’s talents were terrifying, "Even with only half the strength, facing much stronger Dark Side civilizations, winning multiple times before we arrived?"